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He can almost taste the smirk Dean is pressing at the edge of his jaw. Impishly sweet, with a side of earthy whiskey and salt from his earlier lunch.What Castiel wouldn’t give -wouldn’t promise- to taste it.To taste him.

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There is a piano just to his right. He wonders if she will ever ask him to play something for her as part of a psycho-test. He hopes not.“We’ve known each other for a while now, and he says he’s on vacation here in Marbella, but I doubt that. He wants to make sure I’m okay.”“Because of Ronnie?”James nods.